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Mu Hong used the key to open room 211. After confirming that it was the key, he said without looking back, "I found the key to 211." Then he pushed the door open and walked in without waiting for anyone else.

The situation inside the house surprised Mu Hongda. If it is said that the scenes of whipping in a small black room are often played in the film and television, then Mu Hong has witnessed it with his own eyes, and he does not know whether this kind of scene will be blocked.

Facts have proved that the audience can see it completely, it is not blocked, and the things in it are not too violent.

There was a pair of iron chains by the wall, which had been there for a while. From the traces on the wall, it could be seen that there were signs of trying to break free, and the wall skin was broken into several pieces.

Such a simple room, except for the lack of kitchen utensils, has everything else, it can be called a small dwelling.

The decoration is in a dark color system, and it is ironic that there are warm-colored flower portraits hanging outside, forming a sharp contrast.

Others also came in one after another, and Huo Xiaoba was the last one. He saw the little npc brother wrapping up his little clothes and sneaking out before sneaking up the stairs, very unhurriedly.

[Fuck, strolling over from someone else's point of view, the screenwriter is so skinny! 】

[What's the matter?what happened?Did someone trigger the plot?Huo Huo can't see anything here. 】

[This plot is specific, only that person can see it!Do you think the screenwriter Pi is happy now? 】

[What the hell?What's the matter?Can you make it clear for those who come to visit? 】

[Spoilers cannot be forgiven, so we choose to keep our mouths shut! 】

When Huo Xie was observing the internal structure of the room, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, but because it flashed too fast, he didn't catch it in time, but there was always a doubt in his heart.

what is it then?

Not much to say, everyone understands the game now, and they all split up to find clues. Although there are many things here, there are not many important things. Huo Wei is leaning against the wall, thinking quietly... a man.

Huo Xiaojia, who really couldn't figure out where he missed a message, leaned his head back and hit the wall with a small "boom".

Boom?

Huo Xiaoqian tentatively patted the other wall, and then patted the wall he leaned on just now. The sound of the two slaps was indeed different. Looking carefully, there was indeed a gap in this wall, which was similar in shape to a door, but it was too large. It's so tiny that you can't really spot it without looking carefully.

"I seem to have found a secret path." As he said that, Huo Xiao mao tried his best to open the door frame, and sure enough, there was a bottomless step inside, and he didn't know where it led.

Mu Hong took out the flashlight from his body. This is something he found in the living room just now. Push the button forward and it will light up. Mu Hong thought it was very interesting. He wanted to steal it from the show, but he didn't expect it to come in handy here. .

The four of them walked down the steps. The dim environment made it difficult for the audience in the live broadcast room to see clearly. All of them held their breaths and waited for the final result quietly.

"There is a door in front, everyone be careful." Huo Xiaomao walked in the front and tried to open the door first, but the unlocked door couldn't be opened no matter what. Mu Hong, who was close behind him, looked Not over, rubbing his head, with a kind face, like looking at a noisy brat.

"Otherwise, you try to pull back?"

Huo Xiaomao: "..."

Facts have proved that what Mu Hong said is correct, the door can be opened, and the destination after opening is the wine cellar.

"Why is the body of the owner of the castle missing?! Could it be the murderer..." Yi Yi was terrified after thinking carefully, and subconsciously hid behind Huo Xiaoba.

"It's okay, he thought it was cold, so he left by himself."

Yiyi: "...???"

And this kind of operation?

"Did the murderer come down from this secret passage to kill the owner of the castle?" Xiao Ke, who had been silent all this time, finally interjected, and Huo Xiaoma shook his head directly to deny his thoughts, "Then how does he know when the owner of the castle will come to drink?" What about the cellar? After he came down, the owner happened to leave? Besides, I found from the body that the real cause of death of the owner of the castle was poison."

Huo Baoba turned his head to stare at the secret passage, and tilted his head slightly, "Besides, don't you think... that secret passage is more like a visit to see if you have finished killing someone than if you came to kill someone?"

Everyone was stunned, but they didn't dare to turn their heads. It seemed that someone was behind them, raised a mocking smile, approached them step by step, and finally watched their every move quietly through the gap in the door.

"The owner of the castle was poisoned to death. There is no corresponding evidence found in every room, so there must be something on the murderer, as long as he finds it, it will be solved." Huo Xiaoqian turned his eyes to Mu Hong, and Mu Hong couldn't wait. Opening his arms, waiting for the touch of love, he remembered that there were two people beside him, "You two search each other, and we both search each other."

[Is Huo Huo a genius? !I will not marry him. 】

[I came here from Hongdae, congratulations first, hum!Rival in love, I really don't know what people in Hongdae like about him. 】

[The male god can't think about it, we can't stop it, heh!man. 】

[What do you mean upstairs? ? ?Is this self-destruct?Mu Hong is the murderer? 】

In the end, he found a pack of used packaging bags from Mu Hong's innermost pocket. The two large characters on it were afraid that others would not know that it was □□.

Mu Hong lowered his head, leaned into Huo Xiaoma's ear and said, "I want you to win."

[When the male god clearly found the □□, he knew he was the murderer, but he didn't hide it, but put it in his arms, if this is not love. 】

[I don't want to deny this kind of expectation that the other party will find evidence of me, if this is not considered love. 】

[If the male god is really serious... Hey, I admit it, anyway, I still have the husband of General Wei, if this is not considered love. 】

[The general also wants to point fingers, the only one worthy of the general is his mecha!This pair of cp... I resist, after all, Huo Huo already has a rich man, but I still want to form a formation, if this is not love! 】

"The murderer has been caught, and the story is over, let's go back to our respective houses." Yi Yi stretched her waist and walked slowly towards the steps.

Family?Family!

That's right, Huo Xiaojia finally understood the doubts in his heart. This is obviously the home of the owner of the castle, but why is there no room for him! ?Although the real cause of death was rape, where did the wound on his neck come from?Is it Mu Hong trying to escape the crime? Then why bother?What do the paintings on the wall mean? Only the owner of the castle knows about Mu Hong's betrayal, so that's why "The Last Supper" is hung on it? Whose room is 211?The dead npc is still...

The real living master of the castle.

"Squeak——" the door to the secret passageway behind him was slowly closed, and in such a sealed environment, only the flashlight rolled down on the ground was still shining, and Xiao Ke's ferocious face flickered in this blurred light, "Now , everyone can solve it together.”

The last scene that the audience could see was pitch black, and a few large characters flashed on the light screen—Mysterious Castle, over.

"Congratulations on the end of the recording, the last episode of Suspicion was a complete success!"

The author has something to say:

Will explain other doubts tomorrow.I hope I can explain clearly == If there is a little angel who finds a bug, you can tell me, I will accept it humbly and correct it, anyway, QAQ I wrote it myself, I really can’t find it, but I always feel that there are many...

Thank you little angel for not giving up, I like this article, (づ￣3￣)づ